A Falling Leaf
A falling leaf, etched in gold
Followed me this morning
And as it floated to the earth,
All the while adorning
I remembered many reasons
Of why I love the fall
It’s the tapestry of color
That I dote on most of all
With hues approaching scarlet
Golden ochre by its side
A resplendent matrimony
Will once again preside
So with each leaf of umber
Carried by a rustling breeze
I relish nature’s beauty
In its seasonal reprise
Copyright © Mike Gentile | Year Posted 2017
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